Fire

We will set the sea on fire
We will set fire as we walk
We will ignite this light that snuffs out
hope, the wait. The nothing.

We will set the clock aflame
and strangle time
with these hands
weary with sweat
lacerated by memory.

Dirty, wounded.
Open. Closed.

O this light, this nothing
this rushing ahead
this waiting, this beyond

We will set the sea on fire
Let the nothing remain
Let the nothing complain.

We will set the fire,
and into the sea our ego.